We're going to take a small break from Harvest this chapter so I can introduce some characters for Part two of the trilogy.

If you have a SPARTAN IV team in mind you can still give in your team. You have until June 21.

This chapter is going to illustrate a lot of what action scenes there will be in part two.

UNSC colony of Delaware 0300 hours local time, June 25 2557

The figure stared at the camp before him. It was a known Insurrectionist base on the colony. That would end tonight.

"Rapier 2 in position, over."

"Copy Rapier 2. Rapier 3, Rapier 4 radio check, over." The figure replied.

"We're all set here boss." There was the sound of whispered arguing before the voice came back on. "Really do I have to? Fine We're all set boss, o-v-e-r. There I said it."

The figure sighed slowly before continuing. "Rapier 5 how copy?"

"I'm all set. You have six towers. One on each corner plus two at the gate. Multiple guards with small arms on the perimeter, over."

"Copy. We go on my mark...mark."

The figure used the zoom function in his helmet to look at the towers. In the span of a few seconds all six guards were dead. The suppressed shots making no noise as they hit their marks. Rapier 5 had dealt with their eyes.

"2 get going, shift change in ten." He said.

"Copy, going dark." Rapier 2 said. Engaging her active cameo.

"3, 4 get ready to suppress. 5 Keep her covered over."

"Aw come on chief you know me. They won't lay a finger on ol' Julie." Rapier 3 said.

"Still 3 you know procedure." Rapier 5 said over the comms.

"And it's Julianne thank you very much Michael." Rapier 2, Julianne replied.

"So are we just using names now or-"

"Yes Sophie, we're just using names now, right Kevin?" Rapier 3, Michael asked.

"Doors open Chief. Didn't even have a firewall." Julianne said. Decloacking for the shortest of moments.

"3, 4 on me. 2 stay at the gate until we get there. 5 kill anything that moves." The figure, Kevin said as he activated his own active camouflage and ran towards the front gate.

"All here boss." Michael said when everyone had arrived.

Kevin quickly checked his MA5K2 suppressed carbine. The MA5K2 was leagues more advanced than its predecessor, fresh from weapons testers on Mars. It was only issued to ONI wetwork teams or surviving SPARTAN III units, featuring multiple tac-rails and attachments for said rails, aswell as different magazine sizes for different roles and missions. For example Michael's MA5K2 had a 100 round magazine, 4x red dot smaet-linked sight and a tactical-flashlight, aswell as a suppressor, where as Emily's (Rapier 5) MA5K2 was equipped with a standard 30 round magizine with armour-piercing rounds, a 2x-10x zoom smart-link scope, tac-light, flash and sound suppressor and a fold-up bipod. The rest of the team had standard variants.

"Okay go, go, go, through the gate!" Kevin quickly said over the comms as he ran into the base. Confident no one could see him in his new SPI mark III armour. The armour was a beauty to behold, filled to the brim with updated sensor suites, photo reactive panels and the best part an energy shield aswell as anything ONI could get from Trevelyan/Onyx.

It'll alway be Camp Currahee to us sir. No matter what they named it after. Kevin thought, remembering his now destroyed home.

"Contact 2 meters out. Carrying small arms." Julianne said. "Engaging." The Innie was shot in the ribcage by a three round burst from Julianne and a single shot from Michael before dropping to the ground.

"Julie door on our left." Michael said.

"No, no that's not it. We need a main door, like a commandant's office type."

"You mean the one to your left 500 metres away. Which may I remind you is out of my field of vision." Emily said. "Oh yeah and um stop."

"Stop?" Kevin asked Bewildered.

"Yeah stop, there's a petrol with two drones coming out of the building to your right, it's probably a barracks or an armoury of some kind."

"Hey." One of the Innies said, talking to his partner.

"Yeah?"

"Do you ever wonder why we're here?"

"Well we're rebels for one but the only reason we're here is because the UNSC has a base waaaaay over there and the only reason they have a base over there is because we have a base over here."

"I meant like philosophically and stuff..." The first one said.

"Oh well I gue-" the other one began to say as he was shot by Sophie, the suppressed rounds tearing into flesh and bone. The other one was tackled to the ground by Julie and then Promptly shot in the face. The drones were taken down by Michael and Kevin before they could radio for help. All of this happend in the span of ten seconds.

"Michael head into that building the Innies came out of plant the beacon and get out. Head for Emily. Julie and Sophie your with me. Emily keep us covered." Kevin said.

"On it chief." Emily said, most likely adjusting her aim.

"I see the door. Two guards with MA5B's and a drone over the door." Sophie said.

"Yeah I see it to. I go left you go right." Julie said. Referencing which guard she would take out.

"Roger. On three. 3...2...1...shoot." Sophie said as she fired her MA5K2 suppressed carbine. The rounds hit the first Innie in his left shoulder sending him back and causing him to pull the trigger of his weapon on reflex. Julie hit her target in the jaw, sending him to the ground. Kevin shot the drone in its photoreceptors, disabling it. The loud shots from the first Innie caused multiple Insurrectionists to stop whatever it was they were doing and converge on the sound.

Fireteam Rapier had lost the element of stealth.

"Okay give me some time to pick this lock." Julie said as she ran over to the control panel.

"Yeah. Rapier covering fire!" Kevin yelled.

Three Innies came around a corner with their weapons already up and aimed. They then fired. All the shots missed their marks. Fireteam Rapier's, however didn't. The three round burst from Sophie sent the first Innie flying backwards, the vicious rounds of Sophie's weapon going through the inadequate Kevlar vest the man had on. Kevin shot the second in the throat, while a shot from seemingly nowhere hit the second in the back of the head.

"Guys we have a small problem!" Julie yelled over all the gunfire.

"What is it?" Kevin quickly asked as he moved some boxes into a makeshift form of cover.

"The locks holographic! It'll take me awhile to get through." She frantically replied back.

"How long?" Sophie asked.

"Ten minutes, maybe twenty at the max."

"copy that." Kevin said. "Keep trying.

SPARTAN Julianne-G123

UNSC Colony of Delaware, 0330 hours, local time, June 25 2557

Ten minutes later

"Okay okay, that goes there this goes here and that should go...Dammit. How about you go there, you go here and you slide into here and..." I said as I attempted to open the locked door..."Nope."

"It's a no-go boss. I'm not even past the first set of firewalls yet." I said to my team leader, SPARTAN Kevin-G097.

"Copy. Can we blow it?"

"Yes, atleast I think so. Michael would know." I said, examining the door.

"Say what? What kind of door is it?" Michael-G123, our resident explosives expert asked.

"It looks like titanium A." I said.

"Uh, yeah. Your three packs of C-12 should be enough."

"I don't have a pack, remember, I'm the medic." Sophie-G045, our medic said.

"Two should be enough, well more than enough. But-"

"Good. Julie plant your pack then mine. Me and sophie will cover." Kevin said.

Right, okay. I can do this. Just like Lieutenant Commander Ambrose said:

Believe in yourself.

"There! Contact behind that crate, 500 meters, engaging." I heard Sophie yell followed by the sound of a suppressed weapon discharge.

"Blowing the charges, heads up!" I yelled, quickly running away from the door and into cover.

I pressed the detonator.

The door crumbled under the two packs of C-12 explosives, sending bits of metal flying inward towards whatever had been on the other side of the door, shredding everything in their path. Judging from the moans of pain and agony there were several Innies behind the door, most likely setting up defences to stop us.

"Rapier move through and clear. Friendly Backup should be here any minute!" Kevin yelled.

Lieutenant Charlie Thomson, 577 'black cat' Army Rangers

UNSC colony of Delaware 0335 hours, local time, June 25 2557

"Who does the Army trust the most!" I yelled to my men.

Inside the M248A Pegasus dropship Ten UNSC Army Rangers replied. "RANGERS!"

"Who do the covvies fear the most!" I continued.

"RANGERS!" My men replied, louder this time.

"Who do the ladies love the most?"

"RANGERS." They replied again, even louder.

"I can't hear you!" I yelled.

"RANGERS." They yelled at the top of their lungs.

"Damn right." I said as I opened the side door of the Pegasus.

"Thirty seconds!" The pilot yelled from the cockpit.

I looked into the night sky beside me, seeing the outlines of two more Pegasus's in the sky each filled with ten more Army Rangers ready for blood. There were five Pegasus in the sky in total in a loose arrow formation. All except the lead one were carrying members of my company. My captain would be in the first Pegasus, which unlike the others was a gunship.

"Go. Go. Go." The pilot yelled as I jumped from the Pegasus with my men in tow 200 000 feet above the ground. Around me Army Rangers in the other Pegasus' did the same.

When I saw the enemy camp I could already see weapons fire being exchanged.

"Alpha Actual to Black cat Actual, I see weapons fire already, over." I said over the radio.

"Copy that Alpha. Its probably who we're trying to help, over." My CO replied.

"Copy, over." I said. The ground fast approaching. At about ten feet from the ground I engaged my jetpack. Sailing over the enemy before touching the ground and engaging them. It was pretty much a slaughter. The Insurrectionists just didn't expect UNSC troops to come from the sky, or more accurately straight up.

SPARTAN Julianne-G123

Kevin, Sophie and me had moved through the command post with relative ease before the Rangers showed up. I knew we would get backup of some kind. I just didn't expect it to come crashing through the windows and I didn't know they'd be Rangers.

Thirty seconds earlier

"Contact!" Kevin yelled bringing his MA5K2 up to fire at the Innie.

"No wait!" I yelled, hearing the sounds of gunfire outside.

Then just as the Insurrectionist was about to fire a figure came crashing through the window to our right. I instantly saw the Kaki armour cameo associated with the UNSC Army Rangers. The Ranger rolled and upon coming up shot the Innie, who was quite surprised, dead.

"Who the hell are you guys?" He asked after checking for more targets.

"We're SPARTANS." I said. As I said this three more Rangers came through the windows, weapons up and scanning for targets of their own.

"Who are you?" Kevin asked.

The Ranger replied. "Sergeant Jack Harrison, 577 'black cat' Army Rangers."

After the Rangers arrived their wasn't much to do but find and interrogate the camp commandant. We found him in his personal quarters with a naked women in the far corner. the commandant had a pistol pointed at her. sergeant Harrison shot him in the hand making him drop his gun. The other two Rangers that were with us promptly knocked him unconscious and put handcuffs on him. The naked women was his wife. She gave herself up. We arrested her to, but seeing how she was naked she wanted to get dressed first.

I had to stay with her while she did this. Michael would have a field day.

In the end we crippled the Insurrectionists operations on Delaware. No causalities for the Rangers or us. it was textbook. But as I stared back at the base when we were leaving I couldn't help but wonder if it was worth it. Was it worth it to send a SPARTAN Fireteam and a company of Army Rangers, or could we have been a better use elsewhere.

I hoped not.

Wow I put more than 2000 words in this chapter and that's without this authors note. (2165 to be exact) I think it's a sign. ;)

Anyway here is the completed list of Fireteam Rapier:

Leader: Kevin-G097
Scout/technical: Julianne-G123
Demolitions/support: Michael-G243
Sniper: Emily-G045
Medic: Sophie-G317

And the Army Rangers are basically wearing the marine armour from Halo Reach but with a black bodysuit, kaki armour cameo and black polarized visors. There organization is as follows:

Squad=5 men

Platoon=20 men (4 squads of 5)

Company=40 men (2 platoons of 20)

the Pegasus is basically an oversized Falcon that can go in space. It can hold ten people and is used exclusively used by the Army.

anyway please review! :) :) :)